Follow the yellow brick road

I have recently discovered what is the boiling point of my resistance; what it takes for me to leave a bad situation and move on. For me the shit has to do more than just hit the fan...It has to fucking destroy it. It must cease to exist. I will keep following the yellow brick road until the end is totally clear. But, if in the end, if it harms me... I can only hope that there is somewhere over the rainbow...'Cause hope is all there is in the end.